I’ve got the poison
The drug that makes you scream and squirm, you say:
Give me, give me, give it all
Until I drown in pools of it
And my bubbles float up and pop lazily
Exploding in bursts of repression and
Misspelled allergies

The kick that you get
Green-eyed death, stepping hard on the pedal
We’ll come back again, in baby blue
The red-veined lead poisoning
Damp thin wafts of wet leaves and misplaced dead bodies

Don’t you know that they’ll call you out one day?
You and your dirty laundry.